On Friday, I wrote a post about my tattoo which I planned to upload on Saturday. Then on Saturday morning, news came through of the missing Malaysia Airlines flight, and it seemed inappropriate to be flippant. I know that tragedies occur everywhere, everyday, but living in Kuala Lumpur, travelling regularly out of KLIA, and as a frequent flyer with Malaysia Airlines, this particular event is close to home. It has also brought the world media spotlight to Malaysia.
I don’t pray, but I am constantly thinking about the people who had loved ones on that plane and who still (mid-morning Monday) have no idea where the plane is. If I blog about a tattoo tomorrow, it doesn’t mean that I’m any less concerned with the fate of MH370, but as I’m not in a position to add constructively to any discussion on the issue, or even console anyone affected by the event, I will stick to writing about what I know.
Irish expat writer and mother-of three who discovered a passion for running at 40. Since 1993, has lived in the Aberdeen, Houston, Singapore, Manila, Oslo, Kuala Lumpur & Perth, Australia. Athletics Australia Certified Level 2 Advanced Recreational Running Coach. 16 Half Marathons and 2 Marathons...so far.